Stalker

by Brenda Hampton

  Chris laughed as he stumbled away.

  I was going to be laughing too. As soon as I filed sexual harassment charges against him. I’d just about had enough; a person could only be so nice.

  “Sorry about that,” Brent said. He had been drinking too, but he handled himself a whole lot better than Chris. “Do you want to go back inside and dance? I know you’re not leaving already, are you?”

  “Of course not. Like I told Chris, I haven’t had this much fun in ages. I plan on getting it in tonight.”

  Brent laughed. I followed him back into the ballroom where the party was. The music was loud, many people were on their feet dancing, and the floor was pretty crowded. Brent and I squeezed in and started partying away. He laughed, and so did I. We did the bump, the jerk, and the butt, as the DJ kicked up old-school songs.

  I couldn’t believe we had started to get along again, and more than anything, I was glad he had forgiven me. He hadn’t said so yet, but that was pretty obvious. I planned on apologizing to him too. He needed to know why I did what I did. I just didn’t want to give up on us, because I knew, deep down, we were meant to be together. Tonight proved just that. Who would have ever thought that after all that had happened, we would be standing here dancing and laughing our asses off?

  “Shake it, girl,” Brent said as I held my hands in the air, rocking my body to the rhythm.

  Chris watched us from afar, but I wasn’t even tripping off him tonight. My thoughts were on Brent. I hoped he was staying that night. Then again, he probably had to go home to that monster.

  “Phew,” I said, wiping sweat from my forehead as we left the dance floor. “That was crazy.”

  “Yes, it was.”

  Brent pulled back a chair for me to sit down. He sat next to me. There were two other women at the table, but they were deep in a conversation about their favorite reality TV show.

  ” So,” Brent said, “what are you doing after you leave here?”

  “I’m going home. Need to get some rest, and I just may get up and go to church tomorrow. Things are looking up, and I’m not trying to look back.”

  “Neither am I, but, uh, speaking of going back, I was wondering if you wanted to stay here tonight? I got a room, and I really don’t want to be by myself.”

  I was totally shocked by Brent’s offer. Things were moving rather quickly. Even though I wanted to get back with him, I had to find out what was really going on with him and his wife. I wanted him to be done with her for good. That way, she could never come back into our lives and cause him to do what he’d done before.

  “I don’t mind staying here with you, but what about your wife? Isn’t she going to come looking for you?”

  “She doesn’t know I’m here. Besides, I think she’s seeing someone else again. She’s too busy with him, she doesn’t have much time for us anymore.”

  He sounded pitiful, but that’s what he got for dumping me for her. If he had done the right thing and stayed with me, we could’ve been on top of the world by now. Deep down, I was pissed by his stupidity, but I was happy that things seemed to be falling apart between the two of them.

  “Brent, you need to let her go for good. This is the second time she’s cheated on you. How can you stand by and let that happen? If a woman doesn’t want you, she just doesn’t want you. What can you do? Do you love her that much where you’re the one who keeps losing out? I almost don’t have any sympathy for you because you never should have taken her back to begin with.”

  He looked around, then swallowed hard. “I know, but you know what? Let’s not talk about Lajuanna for the rest of the night. We’ve been having a good time, so let’s continue. I’m shutting it down in about another hour or so. My room number is 311. Come there whenever you’re ready and try not to let Chris see you. He’ll be real jealous.”

  We both laughed. Brent got up and walked away. He continued to mingle with the others, but I sat at the table in deep thought. I didn’t trust Brent. I didn’t trust that if we got back together, that he would depart from Lajuanna for good. I saw a repeat of what he’d done happening again. And with that in mind, I prepared myself to do whatever to get rid of Lajuanna for good. That way, he’d never be able to go back to her.

  Feeling pretty good, I got up and danced again. I drank a little more too, and the food was so delicious that I chomped down on some more of that as well. I saw Brent giving his good-byes, and twenty or so minutes after he left, so did I. I took the elevator to the third floor, and as I walked to his room, there was a smile on my face. I just couldn’t imagine this moment ever happening again. Brent and I alone, in the same room, and hopefully, making love to each other once again. I was so ready for this. More so when I knocked on the door and he opened with his shirt off. He opened the door wide, and after I walked into the room, he stood behind me. He secured his arms around my neck, and when his lips touched my neck, I sucked in a deep breath. I loved this man. He was always so gentle. His touch was everything. That’s why I just couldn’t do without it.

  “After all the drinking you’ve done,” he said in a whisper, “you still smell good.”

  I laughed, but only for a little bit. Things turned more serious when he started to unzip the back of my dress. His hands massaged my mountains, and before I knew it, my dress hit the floor. I turned to face him. My breasts were smashed against his chest as I gazed into his eyes.

  “Please don’t hurt me again. You know how badly I want this, and after we have sex, I’m going to want this even more.”

  “I want this too, baby. But let’s not focus or talk about the past tonight. Let’s just focus on the moment—on what’s about to take place right now.”

  I did just that, and as Brent led me back to the bed, I lay on it. He lay over me, but as he started to kiss my neck, there was rapid knocking at the door.

  “Damn,” he said. “I hope that’s not that stupid fool, Chris. Did he see you come in here?”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t think so, but he’s been lurking around all night. Go get rid of him, and hurry back to me.”

  I sat up on the bed in nothing but my panties. Brent didn’t bother to look through the peephole or ask who was on the other side. All he did was pull the door open. And when he did, the door hit him right in the face. He staggered away from it, and Lajuanna walked inside. The first thing she did was look at me on the bed. Her eyes fired bullets at me as she stared.

  “Well well well,” she said. “I see the two lovebirds have managed to hook up once again.”

  Brent spoke up before I did. “It’s not like that,” he said. “I, we were just . . . just chilling.”

  Technically, we weren’t, but okay. I kept my mouth shut and didn’t say a word. I predicted how this would turn out. Brent was going to give his wife exactly what she wanted.

  “Is this what chilling looks like? And out of all the women, Brent, you just couldn’t leave her alone, could you? After all she did, here you are, back between her legs and saying to hell with me.”

  I tried to bite my tongue, but couldn’t. “What else is he supposed to do, if you’re the one out there cheating on him? Enough is enough. A man can only take so much.”

  She held her chest and laughed. “Is that what he told you? That I was the one who had been cheating on him? No no no, sweetheart. There are always two sides to every story. And you should hear the side of a woman before you ever believe the side of a man. Don’t you know that by now?”

  Brent hurried to speak up. “Listen, why don’t you just leave and we’ll discuss this when I get home. I’ll be there shortly, okay?”

  He tried to rush her out, but she had so much more to say. “So, I’m the one who needs to leave again? And how many discussions do we need to have about your recklessness? If this was the plan, you could have left me where I was, Brent. Why didn’t you just leave me alone and continue on with your whorish ways?” She turned to look at me. “Just so you know, I’ve never cheated on my husband. I’ve been nothing but f
aithful to him, but every time I look up, there he is with someone else. So, you’re not the only one, sweetie, trust me. His list is long, and—”

  Brent had heard enough. He cut her off and grabbed her arm. “Out, Lajuanna. Get out and stop all this lying. You know what you did, and you know who you’ve been with. Stop trying to make this all about me, when you’re the one who fucked up.”

  She laughed and snatched away from him. “You’re just as crazy as she is. But just so you know, I’m never leaving you. I’m going to make your life a living hell and take every dime that you have. So, have fun screwing her tonight. I’ll see you at home, and if you’re not there by midnight, there will be consequences.”

  Lajuanna didn’t even look my way again. But after she left the room, the whole mood had changed. I never thought that Brent could’ve been messing around with other women, but the way he dumped me was so cold that anything was possible. I damn sure didn’t want to go through all of this, just for him to see other women. And the more I’d thought about it, I remembered what Jeff the masseur said about Brent. Basically, he referred to him as a whore.

  “She’s out of her mind.” He locked the door and turned to me. “And I hope you don’t believe that crap she just said. The failure of our marriage is solely because of her.”

  “I don’t know what to believe, Brent, but I can tell you that I’m not feeling this right now. I want you to think carefully about how you move forward, because I cannot and will not share you with other women. I’ve been through too much with you and Lajuanna. While I was willing to be the other woman on the side with her in the picture, I’m no longer feeling that way. You need to clean up your mess. Do it now, before it’s too late.”

  He walked over to the bed, pulling me up from it. As he wrapped his arms around me, I felt his love.

  “I wouldn’t be here with you unless I wanted to be. My wife is a liar. She’s always been a liar, and she said those things to upset you. She doesn’t want us to be together. She doesn’t want me to be with anyone other than her. The sooner I get rid of her, the better. I’m working on it, and if you want to wait a little while longer, I understand. Until then, please, please, please, allow me to make love to you tonight. My dick is so anxious to feel you. I need to feel you right now.”

  I was finally in a position where I had the upper hand. And it felt good telling Brent, “No.”

  “Please, Abby, don’t leave me tonight.”

  “I said no. If you really want this, you’ll go home and deal with your wife. You’ll end it for good. Tell her to get out and divorce her as quickly as you can. I’m not going to be your hotel lover. And the only place we’re going to make love again is in your bed, at your house. I mean it, Brent. So do what you have to do, if this is really what you want.”

  He stood speechless. I was proud of myself for once. I snatched up my dress, put it back on, and headed for the door. Brent sat on the bed looking lost. I blew him a kiss, telling him I’d see him at work on Monday. He didn’t respond.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Things at work had been crazy. Not only had Chris been getting more and more out of control, but Brent and I had been out of control too. We had been sneaking away to kiss and fondle each other. I would go into his office, just to let him get a few feels and tell me how badly he wanted me. The only thing we hadn’t done yet was have sex. I was holding off, just to see what he was going to do. It was the only way to keep the ball in my court. If I gave in, I thought Brent would dump me. I started following him around again, just to make sure there were no other women. And from what I knew right now, Lajuanna had lied. Brent hadn’t been with anyone else. I even checked his phone. There was nothing.

  On the other hand, she had been the one creeping around. I saw her get into a car with another man, just this morning. I had been following them too, but when I called Brent to tell him where they were, he didn’t answer his phone. I sent him a text message, telling him to call me soon. And just as Lajuanna and her lover were getting out of his car, Brent called me back.

  “Sorry I missed your call,” he said. “I was at the grocery store and didn’t hear it ringing.”

  “I just want you to know that your wife just went into an apartment with another man.”

  Brent was quiet. He didn’t say one word.

  “Did you hear what I just said?”

  “I heard you, but you’re not telling me anything I don’t already know. Is he light-skinned, tall, drive a Lincoln truck?”

  “Yes, that’s him.”

  “I know. I know him well. His name is Travis. She just can’t seem to get enough of him.”

  I was so frustrated while listening to him. “If that’s the case, then what’s the holdup, Brent? Why are you still dealing with her? This is crazy.”

  “It is. Very crazy, and I don’t need you doing any private investigating for me. I’m working behind the scenes to take care of everything. Things are not going to happen overnight, but they will happen. You have to be patient with me, okay?”

  “I have been patient. More patient than you will ever know. I just don’t see why you just can’t walk away and be done with this.”

  “Soon, Abby. I will be done with her soon. Now leave before someone sees you. Call me when you get home, and let’s have phone sex, since you don’t want us to do the real thing.”

  That made me crack a tiny smile. “Okay. I’m leaving. Keep your phone nearby. I’ll be home soon.”

  I headed home, thinking about how I could speed things along with Brent and his wife. I knew that the one person who could probably help me was Eric. I hadn’t spoken to him since he’d left that day. But just for the hell of it, I called his cell phone to see what was up with him.

  “You’re not going to believe this,” he said. “But I was just sitting here in traffic, thinking about you.”

  “And I was on my way home, thinking about you. I was thinking that maybe I need to see you again. I also need a little favor. I wondered if you could kind of help me out.”

  “You already know my schedule. I don’t get off until nine. Can I stop by then?”

  “That’ll be fine.”

  “Okay. But tell me more about this favor.”

  “I’ll tell you all about it when you get here. I think you’re going to like it.”

  Eric laughed. And after we ended our call, I hurried home so I could indulge in some hot and heavy phone sex with Brent.

  “It’s your voice,” he moaned. “I luuuuuv the way you speak. My dick is so hard right now that it’s about to explode. I’m saving the explosion for you, though. I want it all inside of you. Leaking, dripping, raining, and oozing all inside of you. Why don’t you let me come over?”

  As Brent talked, my fingers were in my panties, tickling my pearl. “I want you to come over, but I also want to come now. My pussy is tingling—bad. It’s thumping, dripping, tightening, and making a gushy sound, wishing you were in it. I want you all the way in there, Brent, but not until she’s gone. Make her go away. She needs to disappear so that we can finally fuck all day and all night. You do want to fuck me, don’t you?”

  “Yes. I’m fucking you now. Fucking you real good, baby, you should see me. Ahhhhhh!”

  The phone dropped. I could hear a bunch of rambling going on. I closed my eyes and released my energy as well. Afterward, I fell back on the bed and called out to Brent.

  “I need to go take a cold shower,” he whispered. “That felt good, but nothing feels better than being inside of you.”

  He hung up on me. It felt good that I was back in control of things. I loved that Brent was dangling on my stick. And no matter how badly I wanted him, he had to wait. Wait until I put together my own plan to remove the one person standing in our way.

  Unfortunately for me, in order for me to get what I wanted, I had to give something. That something was sex with Eric again. I made sure it was extra good for him, and as he lay underneath me, guiding my hips, I rode him tough.

  “Umph umph
umph,” he said while rubbing my wobbling breasts that wouldn’t stay still. “Work that shit, girl. I am loving every bit of this and . . . and I’m glad, so glad, you called.”

  Eric was successfully stirring my juices as well. He had gotten better sexually, but he still was no Brent. I quickly made him release his buildup, and afterward, I fell next to him in bed. He held me in his arms as I rubbed the minimal hairs on his chest.

  “You’re always so good to me,” I said. “And I’m glad I can count on you when I need to get things done.”

  “You’re damn right you can count on me. With a pussy like that, there are not too many things you can’t get from me.”

  That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.

  “I hope so, Eric, because I need a huge favor from you. You’re the only one who can pull it off, and I trust you, more than I trust anyone.”

  “You keep beating around the bush. Go ahead and tell me about this favor.”

  “It deals with Brent’s wife. That woman is continuously making my life miserable. I don’t know what’s wrong with her. She’s nothing like your wife, and she refuses to leave me alone. Every time I look up, she’s following me, calling me . . . wanting to fight me. I was in the grocery store the other day, and she came from out of nowhere, yelling and screaming at me as if I had done something to her. A restraining order isn’t going to help her. She needs to be dealt with. Soon.”

  “Dealt with how?”

  “I . . . I’m really not sure. But you deal with reckless people all the time. How do you handle them? How do you get them to stop doing crazy things that disturb you?”

  Eric shrugged his shoulder. “I may pistol-whip a nigga or make him sit in jail for a few days. I’ve also done some dirty shit that I wouldn’t dare tell you about.”

  I playfully shoved his chest. “No, please, go ahead and tell me. I want to know. What have you done?”

  “I can’t say. It involves some other officers too, so it wouldn’t be wise for me to speak on those instances.”